I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
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A wonderful catch! And I haven't read the word "busker" for a long time....definitely a perfect description here.
i love the word Busker!
We call them 'buskers' in New Zealand so your comments made me smile, guys :)
Great shot of the busker. Did you get one of the boy and his accordian? I think it was that same day.
We have a buskers festival in Christchurch every February, well worth a visit.
Yep, I got the busker boy and his accordian too. Anyone who stands still for more than 1.5seconds is considered a photo opportunity :)
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